A Poem by Dream Weaver

She's ambrosial, such a captivating smile I bow to her endearing aura. Bio-luminescent, she rules me without ever knowing. Her breath, a bouquet of citrusy blossoms in midsummer dreams. Her eyes, beacons of desirous arousal I am awed with visceral jubilation.

She senses me as I venture through the dark side weeping for slivers of light, standing in placid fields of ambiguity. How may I serve your being, for I am just a simple man. How may I touch a vision so Bioluminescent? 

© 2017 Dream Weaver

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You had me at 'ambrosial', could this possibly be the ephemeral light of a woman's unrequited love, quite stunning imagery like fireflies. Outstanding poetry


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Dream Weaver

1 Year Ago

Thank you Paloma, it could be, it's really what the individual takes from it... :) Thanks once again.. read more

1 Year Ago

My pleasure, why hasn't anyone else reviewed this brilliance I wonder...
Dream Weaver

1 Year Ago

You're much too kind, I'd be happy with a simple mediocre... ;)

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Added on August 19, 2016
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Dream Weaver
Dream Weaver

Paradise, FL

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